Memoir of the Loser - Day 357

Yo, another good day passed. My dad's cousin sister came today with her son after so many years. She came to our house and my dad's older brother's house. And two of other uncles' houses. And let's just say, there is a reason why no one comes to their homes because they don't know how to respect their guests. Honestly, my dad's real sister is far worse than his cousin sister. She actually cares about us unlike the real one who just wants money and things. 

Anyway, I hate change. Especially if its unnecessary and not for the better. We had green paint on our house before and now we have light purple in our rooms and i hate it. In fact, on 3 walls, we had light purple and on one, we had grey but you couldn't even differeniate between them so, i had to go and buy black paint just to make the Grey one darker. I couldnt care less but my mom  wouldn't sit still.  

She keeps complaining that her knees hurts and what not. But since we have started repairing our home, she is moving things around like she is a bodybuilder. She lifts heavy things and doesn't get tired. In fact she doesn't even complain. How weird is that? Anyway, I am still working out even though i have almost no hope, not zero though. Also, I have learned one thing that is never trust a man on their height, never. 

My older aunt's mom lives with them because her sons doesnt care of her. Nothing wrong with that. But my aunt and uncle have tortured my grand mother so, i cant help but wish the same thing happens with them. And today, they all went to their relatives house and get her medicine but when my grandmother used to ask my uncle and his son to tak her somewhere, they wouldnt even listen to her. Not only that, they never even took her to the doctor even after everything she did for them . I just hope karma hits them like a train. See ya:)